According to this 1969 propaganda film, dropping acid may lead to a fashion faux pas. (Pink capris with a green and brown blouse? Yuck.) Oh, and your hot dog may beg you to spare his life because he has kids.
I can't imagine taking LSD. When I was in the hospital I had this horrible morphine dream in which I was on a boat on a lake and I was staring at a tree on the shore and everything was moving and I realized that I had no real understanding of what anything was really made of, and that this meant I couldn't be certain I would stay afloat or ever reach shore or even remain a body distinguishable from the water or the earth or the tree or the sky. It freaked me the fuck out. And that was just morphine.